“Kyrin, you cannot choose either of them. You know this…” “Shut up, Cartier.” I don’t bother looking at her when I answer, mainly because I can’t take my eyes off Lilith and Eli, but also because I don’t want to have this conversation with her right now. “I don’t like her.” “You don’t know her,” I snap, and then close my mouth when I realize I may have just given her something to be worried about. “Or him.”
